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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the motherfuckin'
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha

{tec-9}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya yo last breath

{lil' ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the lil' ya now ya yo last breath

{yella boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last


I got to get my dash on my back window is to rumble
I look back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out
Try'na take my off, but I was kind of lucky
These nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but get me
Had to put my monte carlo away got an forty-five
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to the finger on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel when time to kill
Man I my business strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' at yo ass
Now it's to make a third ward dash
But first hear me out and indorse yo word's
You me sick with all that hoe shit you got on
My nerves, I had to get my strap and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
Motherfuckin' nut's hang and on you nigga's
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' bigger
I'm the capital y-a from the u.n.l.v.
You repped on me, now I got to ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my eyes guaranteed you
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real ain't no boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake
This is for you now I know I'm on yo mind

{yella
Money in the brand new eddie bauer
Off up this day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my hommie the old school
Another guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to play ball, up in the park when we was small
He saw me hustlin' on the set, he me to give him a call
I hit him all eight o'clock we supposed to meet
Claim he had dope, cliental in the fuckin'
He said for g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I know how I felt
We meet by the old dump, 'cause people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I I dropped my glock
When I got there, he was ready to make the
Raise out my car, I hear some noise from the ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth like a
I off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be back


Fool I grew here, not flew here and y'all new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo
I'm a take nine, and empty the whole clip bitch
Sixteen up in that ass, one more when ya hit the
How many you know, somebody rappin' up in luger
I haven't a nigga like this cry before
You to run when ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, can't stop a killer
A drug dealer, a bitch cap pillar
I'm uptown for bein' realer then a
Twenty dollar bill skills to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause have to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the that you dead
a bullet in yo motherfuckin' head
I'm comin' hard out the 1-2-3 and yes
I'm these motherfuckers up constantly and
know they can't handle me
Them nigga's bein' labeled as a third "g"
Leave a dead in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo and have yo family
With them tear's in they how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

{yella
Slicky grease I'm back, with my nigga's and they 'cause
You tried to take my life, just to make yo meal's stack
Seven guy's told me, yo first mind never leads you
to face motherfucker, now you know it's on
The first time, I went out like a soldier
A job on yo car, I'm back just like I told'cha
Yo buck, as you was talkin' on a pay phone
You tried to reach, to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's froze in the car in a state of
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he the glock
I'm not the one, we shit up and outie see
we violatin' out of our territory
But when we come, we gonna and get the job done
Fuck all that and frontin' and twerk up if ya want some
We 'em bleedin', start to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so bring it on 'cause on the list
The rest of you worker's stand down with that shit

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